That Special Love Story
Part 10
Footsteps beated across the tiled floors. These nervous feet were squeaking like mad as they skidded across each little section. These were the feet of Oona, as she was pacing from one side of the room to the other. She was nervous, heartbroken, and most of all, depressed. Her sensitive, "sweetie pie" personality was taking a major beating. The purple haired girl's usually sweet and innocent conscience was filled with thoughts of sadness and thoughts of the future.
Why would happen to Nonny?
Would he survive?
Would he need an operation?
That was the only the worse that could happen. He could be left mentally retarded. Making him lose all of his memory and intelligence. He could be crippled, left in a wheel chair and never being able to walk for the rest of his life. Or worse, he could lose all of his memory.
All of the beautiful moments he and Oona shared together. Their first duet, first kiss, and the first time they even glanced at eachother would be gone. That boy that she loved could never be Nonny again.
This made Oona worry even more. She didn't know what was happening in that emergency room, but all she had to do was pray for her boyfriend's safety. Hoping that he would get better.
"Oona. Oona?" Said a voice that echoed in her ear.
Oona was startled by Deema. Who had arrived many hours ago to sit at her best friends side. The purple haired girl remembered that she(herself) was gazing out of the hospital windows. Looking at the stars that cascaded across the night sky.
"Yes?" Oona whimpered.
"The doctors say that we can come into the personal waiting room." The blonde replied as she placed a hand on her friends' shoulder. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah." Oona replied as her thumb swooped under her eyelid to wipe away a tear. "I-I'll be fine. Whatever happens, it's nice to know that you guys have been around for the entire time."
"Okay." Deema smiles at her friend's reassurance.
The two girls head back to the public waiting room. Where the three other young adults were sitting and waiting. Well, Molly and Gil were fast asleep, while Goby was still dizzy from Deema waking him up. The dark skinned boy stretched and yawned.
"Is it time to go in yet?" He muttered as he rubbed his eyes.
"Yeah, the doctors just told me." Deema replied as she grabbed her husband's hand and grinned at him. "And you know, you sleep just like a baby."
This caused Goby to grin and nuzzle up with his wife. All of the affection they showed made Oona sad. She didn't know if Nonny would be alive or not. So she didn't know if they would ever be able to hug, or kiss ever again. A few more tears escaped from her dark brown eyes, as well as sobs flowing from her lips.
"Ohmigosh, I'm sorry Oona!" Deema said as she broke the affection coming from her man. "I know this is hard for you. And it was mean of me to do this right in front of your face."
"It's okay, Deema. I just have to get over it, that's all. Now let's wake up Molly and Gil so we can see Nonny."
It took only a matter of moments for the other couple to awake from their dreams. They did rub their eyes and yawn just as the others did. They all had been waiting for eight hours after all. From 4 in the afternoon to nearly midnight. They were all tired, and restless. The only person awake was the baby. Who was still kicking in Molly stomach. Seeming cocky that she warned her mother of danger hours earlier.
The five young adults make their way into the personal waiting room. When a medical team is working on a patient, they reserve a special room for family and friends to meet. Usually this is the type of room where death is stated. A place where the doctors have to tell the heart shattered family members that their relative could barely make it. This room. This dark colored room, with dim lights, and hard sofas..Smelled of death.
The young adults wait a few moments until an middle aged doctor comes in. He stands tall in his lab coat and holds a clipboard in his hands.
"How is he doctor?" Oona asked as she stood from her seat.
"Well, that hit that Nonny received was pretty brutal. The skiding caused him to have many burns on his skin as well as a few broken bones. He needed numerous stitches as well. The single hit alone would've been enough to kill him."
The purple gained girl turned her head with every painful description. It seemed that her body was wrapped in never ending pain. The shocking information of her boyfriend was a blow hard enough to kill Oona.
"But, we have his results, and it seems that.." The male doctor pauses for a minute. His eyes were still wandering around his clipboard in amazement.
"Oh for the love of Pete! Tell us!" Deema shouted in aggravation. "The suspense is maddining!"
"Well, you will all be happy to know that..Nonny is going to be fine."
This caused everyone to cheer as well as take a breath of releif. All of them were happy that their buddy was okay, especially Oona. Who was smiling and cheering with all of her strength.
"Thank you so much!" She said gleefully. "May we see him?"
"I don't see why not." The doctor replied with a smile.
The relieved friends made their way into the ICU (intensive care unit) and near a room with the number 76 printed on the door. The doctor slowly opens the door to reveal a lump laying in bed. The others rushed in with excitement.
"Now just take it easy, he just had surgery. So we shouldn't startle him or get him too worked up." He said as he closed the door.
Oona was the first to walk up to the bed. There, she saw Nonny lying in the many cushion. Since he was laying on his back, you could see every scar and fragment on his body. His usually pale cheeks were covered in bloody scratches and his neck had a big cloth taped to the side. His hair was pushed up more than it usually was from the bandage wrapped around his forehead, and all around his head. The poor Ginger had a green cast on his right arm and another on his left leg.
The last thing that made Nonny look different were his signature "goggles" that were removed to show his closed eyes.
Oona ran over to the bed and collapsed at the side. She was beyond ecstatic that her boyfriend was alright.
"Nonny." She whispered desperately in his ear. "Open your eyes. Please, I want to see you. Hear you. Just make sure that you're okay."
It took a few moments, but Nonny's emerald eyes finally opened for him to see Oona clearly.
"O-Oona?" He raspilly whispered. "I-Is that you?"
Tears of joy streamed down Oona's face at the sound of his voice. She hugged him, but loosened her grip after seeing him wince.
"Yes!" She exclaimed with happiness. "Yes it's me! And everyone else is here too!"
The happy girl gestures to the others. Who smiled at Nonny with relief and joy in their faces.
"Man, how long was I out?" The orange haired boy asked.
"About six hours, but that doesn't matter!" The purple haired girl stated boldly. "What matters is that you're okay!"
"Thanks Oona." Nonny replied with one of his signature smiles. "Now can you do something for me-?"
"Of course! I'll do whatever you want! I'll fluff your pillows! Adjust your bed! Change your clothes! Feed you! And I'll even kiss every little place that hurts!" The girl said sweetly as she stroked her boyfriend's hair gently. "Anything. I'll do it."
"I just wanted to see if you would say yes or no." The Ginger replied with a smile on his face.
"Yes or no to what?" Oona asked in complete confusion.
With one swift movement, Nonny removed a small case from under his pillow. He faced Oona and stared deeply into her dark brown eyes.
"Oona, I know I've always been the shy guy. But I'll never be shy to ask you..Oona Margeret Taminoki, will you marry me?"
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Yay! Nonny's alright! Now I wouldn't be that cruel, now would I? :) now its late! comment and I'll see you next time!
Part 10
Footsteps beated across the tiled floors. These nervous feet were squeaking like mad as they skidded across each little section. These were the feet of Oona, as she was pacing from one side of the room to the other. She was nervous, heartbroken, and most of all, depressed. Her sensitive, "sweetie pie" personality was taking a major beating. The purple haired girl's usually sweet and innocent conscience was filled with thoughts of sadness and thoughts of the future.
Why would happen to Nonny?
Would he survive?
Would he need an operation?
That was the only the worse that could happen. He could be left mentally retarded. Making him lose all of his memory and intelligence. He could be crippled, left in a wheel chair and never being able to walk for the rest of his life. Or worse, he could lose all of his memory.
All of the beautiful moments he and Oona shared together. Their first duet, first kiss, and the first time they even glanced at eachother would be gone. That boy that she loved could never be Nonny again.
This made Oona worry even more. She didn't know what was happening in that emergency room, but all she had to do was pray for her boyfriend's safety. Hoping that he would get better.
"Oona. Oona?" Said a voice that echoed in her ear.
Oona was startled by Deema. Who had arrived many hours ago to sit at her best friends side. The purple haired girl remembered that she(herself) was gazing out of the hospital windows. Looking at the stars that cascaded across the night sky.
"Yes?" Oona whimpered.
"The doctors say that we can come into the personal waiting room." The blonde replied as she placed a hand on her friends' shoulder. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah." Oona replied as her thumb swooped under her eyelid to wipe away a tear. "I-I'll be fine. Whatever happens, it's nice to know that you guys have been around for the entire time."
"Okay." Deema smiles at her friend's reassurance.
The two girls head back to the public waiting room. Where the three other young adults were sitting and waiting. Well, Molly and Gil were fast asleep, while Goby was still dizzy from Deema waking him up. The dark skinned boy stretched and yawned.
"Is it time to go in yet?" He muttered as he rubbed his eyes.
"Yeah, the doctors just told me." Deema replied as she grabbed her husband's hand and grinned at him. "And you know, you sleep just like a baby."
This caused Goby to grin and nuzzle up with his wife. All of the affection they showed made Oona sad. She didn't know if Nonny would be alive or not. So she didn't know if they would ever be able to hug, or kiss ever again. A few more tears escaped from her dark brown eyes, as well as sobs flowing from her lips.
"Ohmigosh, I'm sorry Oona!" Deema said as she broke the affection coming from her man. "I know this is hard for you. And it was mean of me to do this right in front of your face."
"It's okay, Deema. I just have to get over it, that's all. Now let's wake up Molly and Gil so we can see Nonny."
It took only a matter of moments for the other couple to awake from their dreams. They did rub their eyes and yawn just as the others did. They all had been waiting for eight hours after all. From 4 in the afternoon to nearly midnight. They were all tired, and restless. The only person awake was the baby. Who was still kicking in Molly stomach. Seeming cocky that she warned her mother of danger hours earlier.
The five young adults make their way into the personal waiting room. When a medical team is working on a patient, they reserve a special room for family and friends to meet. Usually this is the type of room where death is stated. A place where the doctors have to tell the heart shattered family members that their relative could barely make it. This room. This dark colored room, with dim lights, and hard sofas..Smelled of death.
The young adults wait a few moments until an middle aged doctor comes in. He stands tall in his lab coat and holds a clipboard in his hands.
"How is he doctor?" Oona asked as she stood from her seat.
"Well, that hit that Nonny received was pretty brutal. The skiding caused him to have many burns on his skin as well as a few broken bones. He needed numerous stitches as well. The single hit alone would've been enough to kill him."
The purple gained girl turned her head with every painful description. It seemed that her body was wrapped in never ending pain. The shocking information of her boyfriend was a blow hard enough to kill Oona.
"But, we have his results, and it seems that.." The male doctor pauses for a minute. His eyes were still wandering around his clipboard in amazement.
"Oh for the love of Pete! Tell us!" Deema shouted in aggravation. "The suspense is maddining!"
"Well, you will all be happy to know that..Nonny is going to be fine."
This caused everyone to cheer as well as take a breath of releif. All of them were happy that their buddy was okay, especially Oona. Who was smiling and cheering with all of her strength.
"Thank you so much!" She said gleefully. "May we see him?"
"I don't see why not." The doctor replied with a smile.
The relieved friends made their way into the ICU (intensive care unit) and near a room with the number 76 printed on the door. The doctor slowly opens the door to reveal a lump laying in bed. The others rushed in with excitement.
"Now just take it easy, he just had surgery. So we shouldn't startle him or get him too worked up." He said as he closed the door.
Oona was the first to walk up to the bed. There, she saw Nonny lying in the many cushion. Since he was laying on his back, you could see every scar and fragment on his body. His usually pale cheeks were covered in bloody scratches and his neck had a big cloth taped to the side. His hair was pushed up more than it usually was from the bandage wrapped around his forehead, and all around his head. The poor Ginger had a green cast on his right arm and another on his left leg.
The last thing that made Nonny look different were his signature "goggles" that were removed to show his closed eyes.
Oona ran over to the bed and collapsed at the side. She was beyond ecstatic that her boyfriend was alright.
"Nonny." She whispered desperately in his ear. "Open your eyes. Please, I want to see you. Hear you. Just make sure that you're okay."
It took a few moments, but Nonny's emerald eyes finally opened for him to see Oona clearly.
"O-Oona?" He raspilly whispered. "I-Is that you?"
Tears of joy streamed down Oona's face at the sound of his voice. She hugged him, but loosened her grip after seeing him wince.
"Yes!" She exclaimed with happiness. "Yes it's me! And everyone else is here too!"
The happy girl gestures to the others. Who smiled at Nonny with relief and joy in their faces.
"Man, how long was I out?" The orange haired boy asked.
"About six hours, but that doesn't matter!" The purple haired girl stated boldly. "What matters is that you're okay!"
"Thanks Oona." Nonny replied with one of his signature smiles. "Now can you do something for me-?"
"Of course! I'll do whatever you want! I'll fluff your pillows! Adjust your bed! Change your clothes! Feed you! And I'll even kiss every little place that hurts!" The girl said sweetly as she stroked her boyfriend's hair gently. "Anything. I'll do it."
"I just wanted to see if you would say yes or no." The Ginger replied with a smile on his face.
"Yes or no to what?" Oona asked in complete confusion.
With one swift movement, Nonny removed a small case from under his pillow. He faced Oona and stared deeply into her dark brown eyes.
"Oona, I know I've always been the shy guy. But I'll never be shy to ask you..Oona Margeret Taminoki, will you marry me?"
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Yay! Nonny's alright! Now I wouldn't be that cruel, now would I? :) now its late! comment and I'll see you next time!
